I'd like to start off with a little bit of insight into who I am as a human. As a kid I practically grew up in a tow truck. Driving around both Oregon and Washington with my father hauling cars and working in the big automotive industry. I am a huge fan of classic cars and imported cars alike. Custom cars and trucks have always been a personal favorite of mine because they truly become an expression of art, showing the character of both... the owner and the vehicle.
I started my life off at a very young age. When I was 16 years old I got my first job installing irrigation systems for a small, but well known sprinkler services company around Oregon. I worked my ass off outside year round installing and maintaining custom irrigation systems. I loved every moment of it! I have worked "On" and "In" some of the nicest yards, landscapes & spaces imaginable. I was fortunate to work in the yards of the elite and elite alike. Where I was able to develop a keen sense for detail and an outstanding appreciation for overall simplicity and most of all craftsmanship!
I worked my way through the ranks to become crew leader of my team though oftentimes I worked alone or alongside just one or two other humans. I worked that first job for 7 years before leaving to move out of state. My journey away from home was a brief but very teaching experience! Upon my return to Oregon, I resumed part-time employment with my previous employer. While also seeking new employment opportunities as well as creating new and exciting experiences in my life! During this period in my life a lot of my free time was spent meeting new people and doing new activities like seeing the late night drag shows at the Embers Avenue downtown or even seeing a show at the well known Darcelle's XV also in downtown Portland, Oregon. I have to admit that is truly when my life started finding its true calling.
As many people reading this may already know, I started working for another FTM prosthetics company before creating Hard Line Prosthetics. I almost didn't accept the job offer. The company had a poor reputation plus I had already tried working for the owner previously a short while before. Strangely this all kind of became my main reasoning for accepting the production manager position I was being offered. At that point in time I was determined to help my newly found friend. He was trying like crazy to get anyone he could to work for him. He wanted to focus his life on partying instead of saving the company's reputation and making sure the community was receiving quality products. It took several months of intense labor to save his small business. After getting several hundred back ordered prosthetics made and sent out to their rightful owners I found myself with free time in the shop. I filled my free time by redesigning all of the previous models that were available online. I envisioned a much more user-friendly experience. Less bulky, easier to pack with and better overall functionality. The previous time I was employed with his company I was fired for making a passive aggressive comment on a personal social media account. It was directed towards the owner of the company for choosing to not buy silicone and other necessary materials muchly needed to fill all the orders that were coming in, ultimately causing me to miss my normally scheduled work days. I couldn't work without those materials. My comment was instigated by the fact that he chose to go out bar hopping, later calling me into work on my days off. He actually had told me over text message that I would be fired if I didn't show up for work on my regularly scheduled day off of work the morning of. (Because of the urgency to get as many orders filled as quickly as possible, due to all the customer complaints of humans around the world not receiving their items.) Needless to say I was irate. I got fired like a week later. Upon my return I ended up redesigning his old lineup of prosthetics. I knew in my heart that I was creating something very special and personal to each and every customer who would end up purchasing one or more of those products. I became general manager shortly thereafter and developed a strong friendship with the owner as my new best friend in life. We were friends for quite awhile like 5 or 6 years to be more precise. Along our journey together we would have many discussions about our individual goals and dreams in life.
I was constantly dreaming of making The Perfect Stand To Pee Device that would solve the earlier design flaws... one that would also look aesthetically pleasing to anyone viewing from over your shoulder, like someone standing next to you at the bathroom urinal. His dreams were the same as many people I've gotten to know in this great big adventure we all call life... own 10 businesses, work at none. Be on The L Word. He would often aske during our personal time together why I don't start my own prosthetics company... I would reply with mostly the same answer every time. My answer being that I was actually extremely content working at his small business. It's true I was a very happy person getting to do something that I had a strong desire to be doing! We had a small crew and most of the time we were all one happy family doing what we loved. My friend hardly ever worked in the shop... He was not very hands on, in the shop for the majority of the time I was working there. But I didn't mind that at all, it made my job that much easier not being consistently micro-managed by someone who always seemed to be a little too envious of my strong work ethic. This leads to the part of my story that I know most of you are probably anticipating.
So here it is.. How Hard Line Prosthetics was invented in November, 2019. By me with the help of two of my former work colleagues from the (no names mentioned) company we worked at before the not named on here owner, of the also not named on here company in which I'm referring too... who went completely astray., deciding he was not going to pay us our past due wages that were owed to us at the time that Hardline became a thing. Seemingly due to my role as general manager. I was asked by my coworkers, why don't I just open a company that we could call my own? With that said and us not being paid our back wages. I decided, yeah... I knew I could design better prosthetics without being micromanaged by him. So with the support of my work colleagues it was decided. I would file the necessary documents to register my very own company that we could all work for.
That was precisely what happened next. The only problem at the time was that we weren't paid from our job so none of us had the money to invest. Luckily my beautiful partner at the time lent me a credit card. It was a great start.. this business is not cheap to be in. Materials are very expensive to invest in. Also I am very picky about which supplies I choose to put into my products. I have very high standards when deciding what line of products will be creating each and every one of Hard Lines truly amazing prosthetics.
I ordered everything I could with the credit card and I got right to work. I was able to get everything I needed to start... I first started by taking a mold of a cis male genitalia, provided by no name mentioned here individual. After taking a live casting from said no name mentioned here individual. I got started creating these beautiful works of art. I hand made each and every camptonite that goes into producing my Hard Line Prosthetics. From start to finish I do everything in shop.
I hope you've enjoyed reading a little about my life story and how I got started doing this line of work. I am open and sending orders out as fast as they come in.
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